Maxley [Max x Bradley]

Chapter 7

-Max's pov-

« Max... wake up!..»

I open my eyes. PJ and Bobby were next to my bed. Why would they wake me up... oh. It's 7:31 am. We're going to be late because of me. Class is starting in less than 30 minutes. I sat, rubbing my face and growling, since i am still so tired due to what happened last night.

« You're okay, Max? asks PJ, worried. We didn't dared waking you up earlier. We thought you had an hard night.

- Yeah... it sure was, i answer.

- What happened, dude, asks Bobby, chuckling as always? You went partying without us?

- No. Why would i?»

I stand up while getting myself ready real quick.

«... you're sure you don't wanna talk about it, asks PJ?

- No really, it's fine, i answer, as i grab my skateboard. Let's go, now!

- What about your breakfast, asks Bobby?

- It can wait.»

We quickly arrive in the lecture hall. We were almost going to get late but we made it just in time. We had to sit in different spots since we didn't had enough seats to be all the three of us. I told my friends we'll catch each others later and i searched for my seat. And of course... it had to be next to Brad. I don't know how to act with him... I have so many questions. Let's just act natural. Be cool, Max.

-Bradley's pov-

As i was expecting it, Max sat next to me. He looked so tired... what has he been up to? Is he... okay? His hair were messier and his face was exhausted.

« Max. Are you alright?

- Hmm, he groaned... i barely slept.

- Oh. Rough night?»

He nodded, holding his head with his hand, fighting his fatigue back. I couldn't help but find him cute and pathetic at the same time.

As the minute passes, Max fell asleep on the desk. I couldn't help but chuckle at the view. I look around to make sure no one was looking and i reach for his notebook to write the lessons. This is the first and last time i'm doing this. Next time, if he falls asleep, i'll wake him up, making him understand college wasn't a place to loaf around.

-Max's pov-

The bell rang. Geez, i fell asleep this whole hour. The students were leaving... and Bradley already left.

As i start packing up my bag and reach for my notebook, i noticed things that were written... this isn't my writing for sure. As i read, i immediately recognize Bradley's writing, but mostly because of the note he left: « PS: If you could please keep yourself from snoozing next time, Freshman, that'd be great. Exams are approaching and i won't always be here for you.»

He didn't need to do that but... i can't help it but find it sweet. I couldn't stop smiling at it... until my thoughts were interrupted by my friends.

« Dude, you did not slept the whole class, Bobby laughed!

- Welp, i answer, closing my notebook, i did, unfortunately.

- Why are you smiling at your notebook, PJ asks?

- Hm... for no rea- HEY!»

Bobby stole it from me, reading what Bradley wrote to me.

« Wow, someone must be really into you at this point. Are you hiding us something, Mr.Goof Junior, Bobby asks?

- Hm... I don't know, i answer. Give it back, now!»